Near the End

I’m not talking about the end of time, though a lot of people are talking about that these days. I am talking about the end of the year.
Winter, the dead time, is near. It seems that because a year is 365 days we forget the “feel” of each season, as if it will never come again. But, here we are knocking on winters door again. Embracing the cold, watching the plants go to their slumber and most of the animals seem to have disappeared.
Praise our God for the seasons, because if you don’t like this one, your favorite will come around again. Wait in anticipation for its return.